My lettuce is growing well. You may have remembered from way back that I grew some salad from seed and lovingly nurtured them and planted them into my garden and built a wee fence to keep the chickens out and put down some slug bait to keep them even safer and they were doing grand.
Then it rained and the little blue pellets washed away and then before long my precious wee babies disappeared into the night. Whether they left home because of an inadequate security system or were callously murdered by slimy creatures of the night it is uncertain. I like to think that they were free thinking radical seedlings and are living it up in a utopian salad bowl somewhere – free from any kind of harm or ill that may befall them in the real world that is my garden.
So I was left with a gaping great hole in my garden which was all the more obvious due to the fact that the rest of the garden is quite the weedy mess. If I didn’t do anything then all this would become would be the only suitable place in our three acres for a cat to poop. And we don’t want that!
There was only one thing for it – a shopping trip was called for, so off I went to the garden centre and came back with some suitable replacements with a less rebellious nature, among other things. Before long my salad bed was looking as it should and soon we shall be getting an early taste of the kind of refreshing salad that will help ease our warm weather longing as we continue our slow journey towards summer. We may even eat that salad outside on one of those blue sky days that winter throws at you from time to time. We shall wrap up warm and position our table out of the chilly wind and the freezing shadows and just pretend for a moment that it is summer.
Come again soon – spring must be close, the grass won’t stop growing. I think I need to mow again.